Lightning called to me today in a voice so sensuous, so tempting, I opened the door, willing for him to consume me.
Yet as his foot stamped the mighty ground with a crack, he laughed in my face with a thunderous voice, chiding me to think I was worthy enough to be in his presence. I closed the door with a squeal, cowed by his power.
Then I raised my voice to the sky, singing an ancient tune. My voice rose and fell sweetly with the melody as Lightning growled and hissed, his breath blowing the trees like a monsoon. Yet when my voice rang clear on the top note, I could feel him sigh in awe, tears falling from his face.
And then his tears became the rain....
